Chapter 1386 Returning to the Sect

The lineage of the suzerain is the lineage of the Fuxi God Clan that Feng Changyang protects with his life. It maintains the purity of blood, the purity of soul, and has not been invaded by foreign races.

Feng Jikai turned a deaf ear and continued to slaughter, the blood light mixed with the Dao Xiaguang, and continuously melted into his body, making his whole body covered with blood, which continued to flow down the dragon scales.

Many old and middle-aged people from the lineage of the suzerain flew over one after another. An old man quickly knelt down and wailed loudly, saying: "Patriarch, stop quickly! Are you going to let us all be buried with you?"

clatter——

A group of Fuxi Protoss knelt down below, crying loudly, as if mourning a concubine, and shouted: "Patriarch, stop! If you continue to kill, those saints outside will not let us go!"

The sword light in Feng Jikai's hand stopped, and those clan elders breathed a sigh of relief. One clan elder sneered, "Feng Jikai, you can catch me now, I can protect you..."

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The divine sword in Feng Jikai's hand pierced his head, and then raised the sword to behead an old man who was kneeling, and said indifferently: "Without the heart of a god of war, the one who kneels is not from my clan!"

He stabbed to death the kneeling clansman with one sword after another with a blank expression on his face. Seeing this, the clan elders were shattered and fled in all directions.

"If you can kneel, you can betray."

Feng Jikai's hands didn't tremble in any way, and he killed the generals all the way, his voice was flat but spread to all corners of the world: "The Fuxi Protoss obeyed the order, today the Protoss rekindled the flames of war, restore my glory! There are also bloody ones!" , fight with me, and kill all traitors and lackeys!"

The head of one clan elder was cut open, Feng Ji shook his sword, the other clan elder was stunned, he looked down and saw that his chest had been cut open, and his heart slipped out of his chest cavity.

Feng Jikai's voice became louder and his black hair fluttering: "You have been suppressed for 80,000 years, ridiculed by these traitors and their descendants for 80,000 years, and enslaved by them for 80,000 years, now, it's time to resist! I will fight, kill all the traitors, all the descendants of the traitors, and restore our bloodline to purity!"

Gradually, the younger generation of the Fuxi Protoss rushed out, came to his side, and followed him to kill the traitor's tribe. It didn't take long for more and more clansmen to follow him to kill the traitors and their descendants.

They smashed into temples one after another, into huge cities, and fought hard to kill those alien races who oppressed them, enslaved them and laughed at them!

With Feng Jikai around him, there are more and more people from the Fuxi tribe, his imperial prestige is getting stronger and stronger, and his supernatural powers are getting stronger and stronger. He has no opponent, and he can destroy temples one by one with a single hand!

In the village where the suzerain is located, the old, young, women and children were unable to participate in the battle, but they also struggled to overthrow and smash the statues of alien gods erected in the village.

In the deepest part of the extraterrestrial land, an extremely terrifying aura suddenly erupted in the abyss, and the two emperor powers collided loudly, like two extremely huge giant beasts fighting underground!

After a while, there was a loud bang suddenly from the ground, the abyss exploded, and a Fuxi God-man dragged a huge black iron ball soaring into the sky, covered in strips of chains, and those chains shone brightly, making up for countless seal totems. These patterns are all totem seals set by emperor-level existences!

The chains were like snakes and pythons, entangled him tightly, trying to pull him into the abyss again.

That god-man with bearded head, stalwart body, ferocious muscles, and countless muscles and muscles all over his body, forced those chains to bounce off continuously, and then countless dragon scales flew up from his waist amidst the clattering sound, clattering and hooking, Form a sharp sword and cut towards those chains.

And at the bottom, Fumei Patriarch rushed out covered in blood, but was hit by the bearded godman with a black iron ball, he vomited blood and fell down!

Boom——

The bearded god fell to the ground, picked up the iron ball and slammed it down with a bang, one blow after another, extremely crazy, until the ancestor Fumei was smashed into a puddle of mud, and then he stopped.

He slashed the chain angrily, the chain was incomparably tough and hard, it was forged with the joint efforts of the great supernatural beings in ancient times, and it couldn't be cut at all.

The bearded god was furious, picked up the iron ball and flew up, stood in the air and looked at Feng Jikai: "The Fuxi that elder brother saw, is he here?"

Feng Ji was excited: "Here he is! He is here!"

"Brother, the future wandering soul you were waiting for is here, finally here!"

The bearded god-man laughed loudly, with tears in his eyes, he landed on a city with a bang, dragged a big iron ball and started killing, crushing countless alien races to pieces!

The old lunatic, Feng Changtai, finally got out of trouble.

Feng Ji started to kill, suddenly the sword light paused, and stopped in front of the eyebrows of a two or three-year-old child. Feng Changtai's face was ferocious, and he said coldly: "You can't do it?"

Feng Jikai frowned slightly: "After all, I am a child, and I don't know the grievances of the previous generation..."

"Will their elders spare our Fuxi's children?"

Feng Changtai's eyebrows fluttered, and his face became more and more ferocious: "Have they ever pitied our children? No, they killed our descendants! Our entire race, with a history of more than 700,000 years, was almost killed by them! Don't you kill us?" , Raising tigers as a threat! If weeds don’t get rid of their roots, there will be more in the coming year! For these things, we must kill them all!”

Feng Jixin's head trembled, his face was indifferent, and the sword light trembled and pierced the child's eyebrows.

Three days later, Feng Jikai and Feng Changtai, covered in blood, passed through the thick fog and came to the outside of the world.

In front of them, large ships and large ships floated there quietly, and millions of god generals were solemn and did not make any sound.

These large ships lined up, guarding an ancient ship with thousands of wings.

The two emperors Feng Jikai and Feng Changtai walked in the middle of the road between the big ship and the ship, and walked towards the ancient ship with thousands of wings.

At the bow of the boat, a great emperor of the Fuxi God Clan stood, waiting for them quietly.

Feng Jikai and Feng Changtai bowed: "Fuxi, Feng Jikai."

"Fuxi, Feng Changtai."

"Ask the patriarch to allow us to return to the sect!"

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Zhong Yue got off the ancient boat, helped the two of them up, and said gently: "Welcome to the two gods of war, and return to the Fuxi clan. Get up. You two, the passage for worshiping the ancestors has been pierced by another Fuxi. One hundred thousand years The former Black Emperor Great Seal and Dao God Seal were destroyed by me."

Feng Ji Kaifeng Chang Tai was shocked, surprised and happy, couldn't help choking up tears.

Zhong Yue looked at the two of them, Feng Ji Kai had already cultivated to the Emperor Realm, after all, he was a Fuxi Protoss with pure bloodlines, he had cultivated it well, but Feng Changtai was already old, with gray hair on his temples, although he was unparalleled in bravery, he was old after all, Much older than Fuqi Branch.

He was the existence who once went hunting with Feng Changyang to kill the God King of the Reborn, and together with Feng Changyang, he planned to make Fuxi from the ancient universe turn into an artifact to protect the rebirth of the human race, and create the existence of command. But after 80,000 years of torture in the dungeon, his body and bones still look strong, but he is already old, full of injuries and illnesses, and is no longer what it used to be.

He was misunderstood by his tribe for 80,000 years, calling him a traitor, a murderer who killed his elder brother and seized the position of patriarch.

Zhong Yue looked at him quietly, and said softly, "I have wronged you."

Feng Changtai's burly body trembled slightly, he shook his head and said, "I am not wronged. The one who is wronged is the eldest brother, he..."

Zhong Yue sighed, and said, "I know that sometimes surviving is more difficult than dying generously. I have wronged you."

Feng Changtai's majestic body made of steel trembled slightly, and suddenly burst into tears, crying like a child, crying like a tearful person.

How could it be possible not to be wronged?

For the past 80,000 years, he has been silent in the guilt and self-blame of killing his brother himself, has been living in insults, has been pretending to be crazy, and has been forcing himself to survive, live, and wait for the future ghost to come to find him.

How can you not be wronged? He wanted to go with Feng Changyang more than once, but Feng Changyang wanted him to survive, to grit his teeth to survive, to survive for his own race!

It is harder to survive than to die generously.

Feng Changyang also said this to him.

Feng Changyang smiled and said to him: "I am your elder brother, I should have taken the heaviest responsibility, but I was lazy, I died, you survived. I am sorry for you and wronged you... ..."

He agreed, personally killed the elder brother he admired the most, and survived with an unimaginable burden.

Zhong Yue mentioned Feng Changyang's words, which made him, a tough man, cry so hard that he couldn't control himself and stabilize his emotions.

"The land outside the world may no longer need to exist in the future."

Zhong Yue looked at the world in the mist, and said calmly: "I will let our Fuxi God Race live in this world upright, live in this world with a straight back, and will not let the tragedy of you and your brother repeat itself. We will not let the suffering of our Protoss in history repeat itself. We, the Fuxi Protoss, must return to the position we have always had in the long river of history, and we must take back the glory we have always had! Feng Changtai, the wind discipline, you can fight again ?"

Feng Changtai and Feng Jikai raised their heads.

"Awaiting the Patriarch's dispatch!"

"Then follow me to fight! Peace is not obtained by retreating, but by fighting! Glory is not given by others, but by fighting and fighting!"

Zhong Yue pointed to the vast Ziwei star field and the stars all over the sky, where the ancient universe and the six worlds were located, and said with a smile: "Our ancestors once owned these star fields, these worlds, you follow me to take them back!"

He ordered to relocate Fuxi from the other world, and return to the ancestral home with the army. There are more than 100,000 Fuxi protoss in the other world, although the number is small, they are often pure-blooded Fuxi, which is definitely a great help for Zhong Yue.

The blood curse and seal of the Fuxi Protoss still exist and will be passed down from generation to generation, but it is no longer necessary to unravel the seal without the soul going back 100,000 years ago. Without the greatest danger, the Fuxi Protoss will still grow stronger day by day, and will eventually dominate the universe one day. between!

Along the way, Feng Changtai, Feng Jikai and others saw fleets of fleets converging and joining Zhong Yue's army. It was the ancestral army to clean up the Ziwei star field. It was led by the emperors and three military divisions to fight Ziwei, sweep away all the influence of Mu Xiantian in the ancestral court.

Tens of thousands of captives were held on a large ship. Those were Mu Xiantian and the civil and military families of the Manchu Dynasty and their descendants, including the entire harem and tens of thousands of princes.

Not only that, but also the armies of Ziwei's major royal families, imperial families, and royal families were all coerced by Zhong Yue and had to relocate to the ancient universe.

"The patriarch has worked so hard to conquer the Ziwei Starfield, so why not order people to stay here?" Feng Jikai wondered.

"Need not."

Zhong Yue smiled and said: "The Ziwei Starfield is here. If I want this territory, I can take it back at any time. And..."

He didn't go on, Yun Juanshu interjected from the side: "My lord let the royal family and the royal family move together. The Ziwei Starfield is mostly empty. It doesn't matter if you want Ziwei or not. With these royal families and the royal family, there will be A steady stream of gods and demons."

———Tomorrow's starting point, the author's annual meeting, I can't go to the house pig. These days, the plot is stuck, and the coding is difficult. I can't save the manuscript, so I have to stay at home and write honestly. Tears run~~